Page 89 of Things Get Dark
I gasp as I take in the room. It’s nothing like I expected. Unlike the rest of the house, it’s clean, the walls a soft, deep red satin with many things hanging off them. There’s several items of furniture, including a four-poster bed made up with shining silk sheets, the same crimson as the walls.
“Oh my god, is this the red room from Fifty Shades?” I choke, realizing why it looked so familiar.
Devlin snorts before saying in a droll tone, “Please, this is so much better.” Then he places my bare feet on the floor while keeping me in his arms. The others aren’t here yet, and my stomach roils, my skin feeling oversensitive to the touch of his fingers. “Hey, you doing okay, Foxglove?”
My gaze snaps back to his as my muscles tremble. “I’m scared, Devlin. I’ve never even had sex before and now I’m in this red room with soon to be five masked men and—”
I cut off my words when he whips the mask off, exposing a face that must have been carved by angels.
“Better?” he asks, his pillowy lips tilted in a half smile, his green eyes sparkling. His cheekbones are impossibly defined, his powerful jaw chiseled, and when he smiles fully, there are honest to fuck dimples.
My hand reaches out of its own accord, brushing the curl of blond hair from his face, and I almost moan at the softness of it under my fingertips.
“I see why you cover your entire face,” I whisper, tracing the edge of his cheek with my fingers. “There’d be riots if you didn’t.”
His laugh is full of joy, forcing my lips to form a smile.
“I do hope we get to keep you,” he murmurs, my hand pausing on his cheek.
“Keep me?” My brows dip, the stark reminder that this is only one night making my chest tight. I’d not given it much thought, just living in the moment, but a part of me wants this to last beyond tonight, to feel this exhilaration over and over again.
“Don’t worry about that, darling. Let’s get you ready,” he replies, taking my hand from his face and raising it above my head before doing the same with the other and then lifting my sweatshirt off. “Jesus.”
I blink in the low light, watching his pupils dilate until only the smallest ring of green surrounds the black. I nibble my lower lip, lowering my lashes to take in myself. My light pink lace bralette does nothing to hide my nipples, which push against the fabric. Coupled with my miniskirt, I do feel pretty fucking sexy.
“It’s a shame to take this off, but he wants you naked, and what Jinx wants…” he trails off, his fingers caressing my stomach before he finds the zipper on the side of my skirt and lowers it, pushing the garment to the floor.
“Is he the leader?” I ask, taking his hands as I step from the pool of fabric and he moves it to one side with his foot.
“Of sorts,” he tells me, both of us straightening up so he can help me with the bralette. It’s crazy how comfortable I am with him, but he just has an air about him that makes me not worry about being naked in front of him. The way he looks at me has me almost preening. “He looked after us when no one else did.”
I consider his words as he takes my hand once more, leading me to the side of the bed and helping me onto it. Somehow, the sheets feel warm against my skin, and a sigh leaves my lips at how soft they are.
“We have soft blankets for afterwards, to wrap you up in, if you like?” I nod.
“Yes please, I love fluffy things,” I tell him, my cheeks heating at the confession. It’s a silly thing to be embarrassed about, but there’s something so comforting about being bundled.
“Then I’ll make sure you get them all, and lots of cuddles,” he says with a smile as he encourages me onto my back. “Arms up, sweetness.”
Taking a deep inhale, I follow his order, my chest warming at the smile he gives me. Butterflies swirl in my stomach as he wraps the fur-lined leather cuffs around each of my wrists, doing the same to my ankles.
“How long, Devlin?” I ask when he’s finished, making him pause next to me. His smile is gentle, the bed dipping as he kneels next to me, his hand cupping my cheek.
“Soon, darling. But don’t worry, Jinx will take care of you, and I’ll be here too.”
“You’ll stay?” I plead, nuzzling into his palm.
“Of course. The triplets will be here as well. We’ll all be watching, and you’re going to look so fucking beautiful with Jinx inside you.” He dips his head low, placing a soft, lingering kiss on my lips, the sound of the door opening making my head snap to the side.
My body trembles as Jinx strides into the room, the triplets following him.
“Shhh, it’s okay, sweetness,” Devlin coos against my ear, his warm palm caressing up and down my naked body. His gentle touch loosens my tight muscles, but butterflies still swirl in mystomach when Jinx pauses beside the bed, his hands going to his belt.
“You look so beautiful tied up at my mercy, Doe,” Jinx purrs, the sound of the buckle coming apart loud in the hush of the darkened room.
I can’t take my eyes off him as he undoes each button, exposing the fact he’s not wearing any underwear and a thatch of neatly trimmed dark hair around the base of his cock, which springs free the moment he lowers his trousers.
My whole body stiffens at the sight of his enormous dick, a glint of silver at the tip telling me the monster is pierced too.